"What great harm?" Electa asked.
"That's not--"
"Not my concern. Right." Electa sank onto the bed. This felt wrong. This felt very, very wrong.
"If there's no halo, then more conventional methods will be fine," said the voice, its English lilt obvious now that Electa was listening for it. "But you're to do it, and to do it now. If that creature isn't dead in an hour, you'll regret it." With a click, the voice was gone.

Electa slowly flipped her phone shut and put it on the bedside table. It could just be a coincidence, of course. It wasn't impossible that someone from England could be in the CIA. Except that she didn't really believe in coincidence; it was one of the reasons she'd stayed alive for so long.

In her experience with the CIA, that wasn't how they operated, at least, not with Project Angel. They knew perfectly well that the AKs were the experts, not them...they had never said 'trust us' to her and actually expected her to buy it. She was being lied to.

Her thoughts tumbling, she rapped her fist against her jeans. Abruptly, she got up from the bed and began to pack, throwing things into her bag without paying attention to how they were landing. If she was right and angels were somehow behind this, then she wasn't going to let this boy out of her sight until she knew what was going on.

And meanwhile, she had a feeling that she might have to make a run for it soon, and he was coming with.

Vexin had no idea he might have to go somewhere soon,he was trying to figure out why he'd been pointed at with a gun as he set the milk on the check out counter.

"5 dollars and 43 cents please." Said the lady at the check out.
Vexin didn't mean to but he spoke his thoughts as he opened the black wallet with him. "A gun,that's not something you get pointed at everyday,right?"
The lady eyed him as he handed her six ones. "N..No." she said slowly,getting his change.
"But why then? There has to be a logical reason,there is behind everything."
The lady clearly saw him as crazy as she handed back his change and pushed the gallon toward him. "Have..a nice day?"
"Thanks." He said,bobbed his head with a swish of that blond hair,and then sauntered toward and out the exit,holding the milk easily in one hand. "Does someone want me dead? What did I do? I don't cheat tests,I try to be a good sport in loses on games,but she was a girl.I don't flirt,but maybe I...no,I haven't seen her around before...ugh,what logical answer is here?!" he asked himself,stressing now.

Earlier, Electa had been doing some research about this new church that had seemed to spring out of nowhere a few years ago. Church of Angels. Electa rolled her eyes. But then a thought got her. Maybe there would be angels there... fewer angels meant less angel burn...

Now, Electa was loading up the car, checking out of the motel, and going back for the creature.

It wouldn't take much for her to find him,he was walking around the area by the hotel,walking toward it to put the milk away and then just take a walk.

Electa couldn't help but snort quietly. If they were going to be going anywhere, it was first to the church of angels and then to New Mexico to see the only person she trusted anymore, and they didn't need milk for that. She went up to him, in a much more friendly demeanor than last time, the gun tucked safely away.

Vexin noticed her and edged away,not taking much to this friendly demeanor. He didn't like how different it was from 'I have a gun,pointed at you.Your going to die' type of position. He didn't look at her,just wanted to avoid her.

She noticed. Fine. Two could play at this game. She sauntered up to him. "Let me just say that if you had a halo, you would be long gone by now. But I have reason to believe that you might be the keystone to destroying the angels. So," she said, her voice now airy, almost patronizing, "I'm not letting you out of my sight until further notice."

He shivered and moved away from her again,shooting a side glare at her but his teal eyes didn't work with the effort for the sharp look.The color was to soft.And not human for sure. "Don't talk to be about angels.Just leave me alone." He said and tried to walk faster,he wanted nothing to do with a person who'd pointed a gun right at him.

"I would be happy to if you weren't such an asset to saving humanity! The AKs have been slowly losing this war, and if we don't find a way to mass-kill angels, humanity's days are numbered!" She matched his pace

He ran his free hand through his hair,a tingle in his back as she kept talking about this angel stuff. "Why the heck am I even an asset?! What am I that matters ?!" He said,frustrated with this person who first threatens him with a gun then all of a sudden is fairly nice. He walked up to the hotel entrance and tried to lose her there.